America’s Big Hero

As soon as Sam turned the steering wheel, the front of the car turned to point directly at Ed's manor.

In fact, there is no road ahead, and you need to turn a big bend on a normal road to pass.

But who asked us to make an armored personnel carrier? This ability to climb hills and climb over obstacles is still there!

As soon as the accelerator stepped down, the 8-cylinder engine roared, and black smoke spewed out from behind the buttocks, and the dark green armored car charged straight towards the Edgar's manor.

Sean stuck his head out of the opening in the roof, and someone from behind handed over the rpg with the warhead installed.

Putting the rpg on the fixed frame, through the infrared sight, at the moment when the cross flower locked the house in the manor, Sean directly pulled the trigger.

"whoosh"

"boom!"

In the dark night, the fire suddenly shot into the sky, and the violent explosion sounded into the sky with brick and tile fragments, and the sound spread out like rolling thunder.

The explosion woke up the entire manor, screams of fear, and anxious roars, as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and the entire manor became a mess.

It's just that Sean was in a good mood. He took another warhead and installed it. Without thinking, he aimed another rpg at the big villa.

"boom!"

All the windows of the whole villa were glistening with fire, and the night sky was so dazzling.

I just don't know if the people in the villa will think so.

The armored vehicle rushed through the obstacle and aimed at the wrought iron gate before hitting it.

Sean quickly grabbed the sound of 'Boom'.

The car shook and exerted force, as if it had broken through a layer of membrane.

He rushed in with a little effort.

Shaking his head, he removed the rpg and handed it over. This thing is too slow to replace the warhead by itself.

Well, mostly unskilled.

If there is a rapid-fire gun, there is no need to approach the past, 60 seconds, at most 60 seconds, the entire manor can be razed to the ground.

Now I only hit two rounds, and I still have to let Gatling Bodhisattva recite the scriptures later.

Thinking about it, Sean clipped the elastic chain, adjusted the 134 with both hands, and then slammed the trigger at the place where the sound was emitted!

134, General Electric Company developed the 61 "Vulcan" aircraft gun by scaling down the 20's 61 gun to 7.62 × 51nato caliber.

Any non-heavy armored object within 100 meters will be penetrated.

The theoretical rate of fire is 6,000 rounds per minute, the effective range is 800 meters, and the stray projectile has a range of 5,000 meters.

Sam parked the armored vehicle firmly in the middle of the manor, and Sean grabbed the 134-inch inch to harvest in the manor.

It's harvest!

Whether it is a human body or a car, whether it is a courtyard wall or a house!

Within 100 meters, nothing can stop the destruction of 6,000 bullets per minute!

Fight back?

That sporadic counterattack hit the armored car with no paint peeling off.

Humans are gifted at inventing ways to kill themselves.

134's crazy flames pointed at the car, the car was blown up, and the crumbling house was targeted by 134 under two rpg shots. It was only a round of strafing, and then the house collapsed with a bang!

2 minutes later, when Sean let go of the trigger, the entire manor from the main villa to the annexes collapsed.

Quiet except for the sound of the 6 barrels turning and the crackling fire.

"Enjoyed!" Sean slapped 134 again. Damn, it's much better than 60.

This is the romance of men!

However, the 134 is lighter, but the caliber is a little smaller. If it is replaced with a 20mm...

Emma!

"Let's see if there are any survivors!" Sean shouted, and immediately two people ran out and rushed towards the waste area.

…

The explosion of the rpg here just sounded, and the people who heard it nearby immediately called the police.

In the middle of the night, the continuous alarm calls came, and the idiots knew that the explosion was not caused by firearms.

After receiving the report, the police station arranges people to call the police as soon as possible.

It's just that before they got in the car and went out, the subsequent calls to the police brought more detailed information.

For Americans who are free every day, shooting a gun is a basic survival skill, and they can easily distinguish what sounds like a pistol, what sounds like a submachine gun, and what sounds like a gatling.

Even if you haven't heard it with your own ears, the dense sound of gunfire is not something that normal firearms can make.

"Cannons? Machine guns? Gatling?" The deputy sheriff on duty stood by the car and his eyes almost didn't pop out, as if you were joking with me again!

"Yes, according to the alarm information."

"I..." The deputy sheriff almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Damn, did I appear on the battlefield!"

"What should I do? Are you still calling the police?" Someone posted it and asked in a low voice.

No matter why there was a sudden gang fight, and no matter why the firepower was so fierce.

However, with the little broken car and the sloppy firepower of the police, I'm afraid it's not a dinner delivery.

Can you come back! ?

"What should I do? Of course, I have to call the police. This is my duty. Do you understand the duty?"

Everyone looked at him sadly.

The American police have no obligation to serve the people. This is a breadwinner job.

"What are you looking at, get in the car immediately, hesitant, is it worth the taxpayer's money!" The deputy sheriff opened the door of the car and got in first, and only a word came out faintly, "Be careful when driving, Don't violate the traffic rules, we are the police, and the police can't know the law and break the law."

Oh! !

Have to die!

All of them understood in an instant.

It's time to show off the traditional arts of the police!

…

Sean got off the roof of the car and stood in the carriage and stretched out, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly froze in place.

"Clap" and slapped his thigh heavily, "Broken!"

"What's wrong?" Sam looked back.

"I'm afraid that dude has become a pile of minced meat!" Sean smashed his fist into the palm of his hand, UU reading www. Before uukanshu.com came, I wanted to find this person out, humiliate them and pretend to be a coward.

Let that guy know what it means to have someone outside the sky.

Let that guy know what it means to be a gangster!

Look at the regret and anger on his face when he killed him because the sperm got on his head and the whole family died!

Look at how he looked when he wanted to eat his own flesh and drink his own blood, but could only kneel in front of his enemies!

This time is good, if you don't pay attention, I'm afraid there will be no chance again!

"Oh, I guess that guy didn't feel anything when he died!" Sean regretted, "It's too easy, it's my fault!"

Sean looked like how much Dulles Ed took advantage of and how much he suffered, and Sam was speechless for a while!

However, if the guy really falls into the hands of the head, it is estimated that it will not be so easy to die.

After all, Sean said before he came here, since he likes playing bumper cars so much, then fix that guy on the front of the car and slowly kill him!

The way of the person also heals the body of the person!

Just as they were talking, the two who went out to check ran back, "No openings were found, the villa collapsed, and I can't see what's going on in the basement."

Sean glanced at the burning waste area, a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth, murdered, set fire, and now everything is complete.

"Forget it." Sean beckoned them to get in the car, and told Sam to drive out. "If this situation can survive, it is God's will, it doesn't matter."

With that said, Sam drove the armored vehicle back into the van.

The door closed, and the group walked away.

Only the ruins of the manor are still burning behind him.

American buildings are mostly made of wood, presumably, they can burn for a long time...